Strange dream.
I remember Natasha's breasts. Being exposed and me looking at them.
Mokii was also present.
Miel.... Miel was also there, something about soap, and also a silver sautee pan. She left, and I felt very sad.
Simon and I were arguing because he wanted to hang out with Daniel the drug dealer. I was trying to tell him that Daniel was not a useful human being and harboured a lot of negative energy.
I had my longboard (finally!) and was getting chased down a road by someone. The road was similar to the corner of Broadway and Commercial, only more cobblestoned. I stopped being chased and then saw someone who looked so much like Dan Melnyk. His name was Jared though, in the dream.
I was working at the Jackson and a bunch of assholes reemed me out because I had taken an overly long break. They even searched up footage of me, I remember seeing a clip of myself in an elevator or other sort of room, fooling around on my break. I was wearing a navy stripey, breast-revealing shirt and a sweet quill hat. The footage was grainy. I had taken my break with Miel and Brit and was trying to explain that it didn't happen all the time and they shouldnt be such dicks about something so trivial.